Eureka (2006–2012): Season 2, Episode 5 - Duck, Duck Goose - full transcript

ZOE: You said that if I had
20 hours behind the wheel,
you'd let me.

Drive, as in "my car,"
not as in "get your own."

Well, it's not like
I'm gonna pick up guys
and head for Vegas.

Okay, now you can never
get a car of your own.

Hit me again, Vincent.

What's up, Jo? Big date?

High school science fair,
most dangerous day
of the year.

What you got,
baking soda volcanoes
and some lame fly experiments?

Teens with unlimited access
to terrifying technology.

It's Armageddon with acne.

Really?
What's your experiment?



Flies.

Oh.

Well, at least you're
going with a classic.

It's a dumb genetics thing.

It's supposed to show
how different behavior
traits are passed

from one generation
to the next.

Right, like the keen Carter
investigative mind.

Honey, that's not so dumb.
Thanks.

It doesn't matter.
I'm gonna be humiliated
by the competition.

Hey, don't say that.
You just do your best.
Forget about the competition.

She's just a little insecure
about her IQ test.

Her...

What IQ test?

Do you two even talk?



Everyone at school
had to take it.

Well, why am I always
the last to know?

Because, it's no big deal,
and what could you
have done about it?

Well, I could have told you
that I took one
when I was a kid.

Really?

Yes, and I did very well.

I got 111.
I didn't even try
and I got over 100%.

Yeah, he surprises me
sometimes, too.

Your regular wheatgrass?

Please, and one to go
for Dr. Stark.

VINCENT: Two cups of
workout fuel, coming up.

Hey, Vincent!
I'll try one of those.
Sounds very wheaty.

(CHUCKLES)

Do you need a
ride to school?

Yeah, like five
minutes ago.

Okay.

CARTER: Good luck,
and don't worry about it.

Your project's
gonna be great.

Thanks, Dad.

Just...

Science fair, big day.

Oh, not you, too.

Why do you think
I've been working out?

Oh, I hear you.
I love exercise.

(GRUNTS)
Just...

Pump time, find my center,
clear the ch'i.

Oh, you go to the gym?

Sure.
Yeah, all the time.

Good stuff.

NATHAN: I imagine Carter
more of a jumping-jacks,
medicine-ball kind of a guy.

He says he works out
here all the time.

Well, I've never seen him.

And I wouldn't have
forgotten that.

Hey, guys, they're...
They're loaners.

I left my gym bag at home.

This is the zone, right?

Yeah, Carter, you remember
under the gym floor
there's a generator that

produces a localized
EM field?

Right. Yeah.
Oh, yeah. And the bars...

Are paired with the floor.

The field either
attracts or repels them
to mimic different weights.

So, what you
gonna try first?

How about 111?

Yeah, huh?
Yeah, you heard about that.

You never cease
to amaze me, Carter.

So, the, uh...

The science fair,
that's sort of a
"Geeks Gone Wild," huh?

You know how Texans feel about
their high school football?

Yep.
Child's play.

A lot of G.D.'s greatest stars
were discovered at the fair.

A career could
be made overnight.

Yeah, but, I mean,
they're only kids. How much
trouble can they get into?

I mean, Jo made it seem
like the sky was falling.

(SIGHING) Well, that hasn't
happened since 2004.

And that was more of an
igniting of the ionosphere.

Seriously?

Hey, when you're
pioneering new territory,
things happen.

Truth is, we have
strict guidelines,

but there's rarely been
a year where someone

or something hasn't gone...

"Boom."
Oh!

Oh! Oh!

CARTER: All right, so what's
the damage, Henry?

Well, there's a hole
in the engine block.

Wow, looks like
it went right through.

Any idea what
could cause it?

Well, given the
trajectory...

A meteorite?

Yeah.

A meteorite hit my car?

No, not buying it.

Look, there's another
hole down there.

Looks like a piece
of metal, maybe?

It's way down there, though.

Well, no way to get
to it without excavating.

Oh, there might be.

Since when do you
go to the gym?

Oh, shut up.

(CHUCKLING)

(DEVICE BEEPING)

Got it.

You know, two feet to the left
of my car, I'd let it go.

Two feet to the right,
I'd give it to you,
but right through my car, I...

I gotta check it out.

I mean, maybe Jo is right.

Maybe it does have something
to do with the science fair.

Well, take it to the
NEAT lab at G.D.

Oh, they're all neat to me.

No. Near-Earth
Asteroid Tracking.

In the meantime,
I'll drop your car
off at my garage,

but let me know
what the lab says.

All right. Oh!

Hey, Henry,
you're taking my car.
How am I supposed to...

Done deal. Called G.D.
And Fargo is working
on something.

Henry!

Sheriff, can I take
that for you?

Thank you so much.
Appreciate it.

Sure.

(HONKING)

You've gotta be kidding me.

SARAH: Hello, Sheriff Carter.

SARAH, is that you?

Surprise!

How am I supposed
to steer?

I am self-navigating.

SARAH, what are you doing?

I just wanted to get out
of the house for a while.

Dr. Fargo downloaded
me to the car.
Shall we get going?

Uh, you know what?
I'm good.

I think I'll walk.

Come on, Sheriff,
we never go anywhere together.

It'll be an adventure.

All right, fine.

But watch the road,
and just try to keep it
under the speed limit,

if you wouldn't mind.

Buckle up.

Whoa. Whoa!

Deputy, I am very sorry
about whatever happened
to Sheriff Carter's Jeep,

but I really don't think
any of our students
had anything to do with it.

We have very strict
ground rules concerning
our experiments.

No cloning, Al, infectious
diseases. No space-time
continuum manipulation

and no G.D. Technology.

They're kids. Kids cheat,
especially smart ones, which
in this case is all of them.

Well, I would like to think
that our students follow
the honor system.

Even the Heathers?

I thought you were
going to suspend
those three

after the stunt
that they pulled
last year.

Well, we considered it,
but their contributions
proved far too valuable.

Music downloaded directly
into the brain.

That technology won
an Enterprise Award
and a MacArthur Genius Grant.

That technology gave me
a headache for two weeks.

I promise to keep
an eye out.

I heard about
your genetics
experiment, Zoe.

Mendel? Really?

That guy died like,
what, a century ago?

Is that the best
you can do?

Last century's
fruit fly experiment?

They're tsetse flies.

Wow, very 111.

Guess the genetic apple
doesn't fall far
from the tree.

SARAH: This is fantastic.

Watch it!

I think I'm getting
the hang of this.

You do know you need
a driver's license, right?

Like, I could arrest you.

We should go somewhere.

I've always wanted
to see the ocean.

We are going somewhere.
We're going to Global,
and maintain the speed limit.

Don't be a backseat driver.

You need to relax.
Have a massage.

(VIBRATING SOUND)

That's just freaking me out.

The car is programmed
for shiatsu, Swedish,
effleurage...

Geese.
Geese?

(GEESE HONKING)
Geese!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Holy crap!

Turn back! Turn back!
You're going the wrong way!

One of my flocks.

Been using them
to study migration patterns.

They should be gone by now,

winging south along
the Pacific flyways.

I don't know
what I did wrong.

I'm sorry to hear that.

They need to spread
their wings, leave home.

It's not normal for them
to stay with their mama.

You mean, papa.
Mama.

Papa.
Mama.

In the animal kingdom,

the male of the species is
generally useless
at child-rearing.

No talent for it whatsoever.

Probably true.

(IMITATING BIRD CALL)

(HORN HONKING)

Tiny meteorites,
crazy house...

Massage?
No!

ALLISON: Henry thinks
it's just a meteorite.

That's what I'm here
to find out.

So, how's SARAH?

Oh, fantastic.
Remind me to kill Fargo.

Fargo's at the
G.D. Arctic Station staff
development seminar.

I sent the car.

I just thought
you might be sore
after your workout.

I'm fine. Thanks.

(BEEPING)

Very funny, Carter.

Not funny. Can't move.

Easy, Sheriff.
Just relax and breathe.
It'll pass in a minute.

What happened?
Cephalic pattern
security barrier.

A sensor-intensive gateway

that registers
identity based on DNA.

Not helping.

If someone enters
without proper clearance,

it initiates a light-based
immobilization field.

I thought you worked
these bugs out months ago.
CARTER: Pins and needles!

I did, but the sheriff
must not be in
the system yet.

Did you get the
registration notice
I sent to your office?

(GASPING) Jo opens
all the mail. She...

She's so mean.

This will last for the day,
but I'll need a DNA sample
for permanent clearance.

Don't forget.

No, I'll do my best!

Carter, I have a briefing
to go to. Will you be okay?

Yeah, never better.

Hello.

Dr. Finn,
I'm Sheriff Carter.
I'm the one who called you.

A moment, please.

(WHIRRING SOUND)

Well, good thing
Eureka's a no-fly zone.

It's not a ray gun.
It's a catadioptric imager.

Uh, telescope
with a camera.

Powerful enough
to pierce G.D.'s
electromagnetic umbrella.

And today, it happens to be
six milliarc-seconds off
in right ascension,

so you can guess the kind
of day that I am having.

The worst.

Uh, maybe I should
talk to someone else
in your neato lab?

Sorry, it's just me.
The director is at
a conference in Hawaii.

But, hey, I get to stay
and watch the equipment,

and I get to look at
your little rock.
Highlight of my week.

Yeah, like I said,
I'm not sure what it is.

Well, it's doubtful
that it came from space.

The lab tracks all
known objects large enough
to enter Earth's atmosphere.

Wow. So, you guard the Earth
from total destruction.
That's a pretty cool gig.

No, I keep the telescope
working while others
go to Hawaii.

So, is it a meteorite?
Not unless it was
made in China.

A meteorite is a rock.
That is man-made.

Probably a fragment off a
Chinese weather satellite.

Wait. A fragment?

Yeah, space is full of junk.

Bits of satellites,
tools lost during
shuttle missions.

How many we talking?

Over the last 40 years,
maybe a couple
hundred thousand in all.

Couple hundred thousand?

There's no need to
stockpile the batteries
and the bottled water.

An impact like this
happens once in
a lifetime, so just...

(BOOMING)

(EXPLOSION)

Or twice.

CARTER: Well, it looks like
we found the rest
of our Chinese satellite.

FINN: I don't think so.
Almost done mapping it now.

Whoa. What is that?

It's a portable
computer axial tomographer.

We take a 3D image
and then we pipe it into a
set-point topology program.

What is that?

(LAUGHING)
That would be a toilet.

Specifically, a zero-gravity
urinal developed by NASA
called an Opti-can.

It was discarded
by ISS years ago.

What are the odds of two
pieces of space junk hitting
Eureka on the same day?

Well, random events
do tend to cluster together,

but I'll admit,
that's a bit of a coincidence.

A bit of a coincidence?

The computers
create orbit
determination images

every 24 hours.

The next one will
be done at 6:00 tonight.

All right, well,
let's see if we can
step up the timetable.

A lot of things could hit us
between now and 6:00.

FINN: This is from yesterday.

The green circles are objects
whose trajectories
have been projected

and pose no risk to Earth.

They're definitely in STABO.

Stable orbit.
I was gonna get it.

Can we see
what you got for today?

Yeah, the director

doesn't let me evaluate
raw data before
it's been compiled,

unless it's an emergency,
and I got to...

Finn, a metal toilet
plowed into a field.

Right.

Well, this image won't be
complete for eight hours,

but it'll give you
a general idea of...

Okay, that's not good.

The debris field is
coalescing into
geosynchronous orbit.

And their course has been
unnaturally altered.

They're all coming to Eureka.

So, that means if we
don't figure out
what's causing this,

what happened
to my Jeep this morning...

Is just the beginning.

Should we call NORAD
or something?

Are you kidding?
NORAD calls us.

I've re-tasked our
satellites to scan
for anything

that could be
affecting objects in orbit.

Henry and Finn are
working on a real-time
inertial track

to pinpoint where
the debris could hit.

Okay, I'll sound the alarm.
I'll cancel the science fair.

No, the science fair
is happening in the safest
place in town.

It was built as a shelter.

It has a cubic boron
nitrate roof, dynamic
vector shielding...

Well, unless it holds
3,000 people,

we're still going to need
to evacuate the town.

To where? A debris cloud
like this could fall across
500 square miles.

Until we have a hard track,
we don't know
where this stuff could hit.

Taggart, those things
better be housebroken.

You bring a creature
into the world.

You try to prepare her for any
challenge she might encounter.

Where did I go wrong?

We do the best we can. Right?

I can't help feeling
I've failed them.

Oh! You... Whoa!

It's hard to see
what's going on inside you,
my little winged angel.

Taggart,
what the hell are...

I don't know whether
to be disturbed or relieved.

They're mechanical,
but still close to my heart.

Did I make a hash
of their software?

Internal compass?

(SNIFFLING)

Maybe it's the wing design.

Can I ask you why you built
a flock of robo-birds?

I just modified
a military design to track
migration patterns.

The military is building
killer geese?

Shh!

(IN LOW VOICE)
Camouflaged drones,

heavily armed.

Look up, see a goose.

Don't pay any attention.

Then, bangaroo!

Death from above.

Oldest rule of warfare,
control the high ground.

Well,

back to the lab
with this one.

(IMITATING BIRD CALL)

HENRY: Wait, you think
we're under attack?

Well, isn't it possible
that someone is making
the space junk fall on Eureka?

I mean, it's the oldest
rule of warfare
to control the high ground.

Well, there have been
attempts at weaponizing
space debris,

but Russia stopped after
the Cold War,
so that just leaves...

Aliens?

No, Jack. Us.

Or aliens.

The Star Wars defense system.
Now, they weren't working on

rail guns and x-ray
lasers to shoot
down nuclear missiles.

No, they wanted to use
what was up there
already as ammo.

So, we tested a system
of magnetic panels
in the desert in 1986.

And then we abandoned it
after our very first attempt.

I'm hoping you didn't
suck down a bunch of
planes and helicopters.

No, but nearly
all the recorded data
in Nevada was erased.

Tapes in video stores,
floppy disks in casinos,

half the database
of Area 51.

Area 51 is real?

No.

Anyway, the research
was shuttered by 1989.

It was too bad.
G.D. Was heavily involved.

Even some of our science fair
winners were in the mix.

Stop it. Go back.
The one before.

Okay.

That's Finn.

Huh.

Aaron Finn won the
Eureka Science Fair

in 1986 and received
a internship at Global for...

Let me guess,
his work on giant,
space-junk-sucking magnets.

Optical aiming devices

for giant,
space-junk-sucking magnets.

Thanks, Henry.

You're welcome.

(SIGHING)

Dr. Finn?

What?

Congratulations on the
science fair win.

Well, that was
20 years ago, but okay.

Is it a coincidence
that the project
that launched your career

could actually explain
what's been happening?

Launched my career?

That science fair
nearly ended it before
it even began.

Do you know what it is like
to have your best idea

co-opted by the government
at age 16?

No. Not really.

It was all downhill
from there.

20 years later,
where am I?
I'm not in Hawaii.

I'm here.

I'm a... I'm a...

I'm a cameraman
to the stars.

Sir, are you using
your research to get
back at the town?

What are you talking about?
I'm trying to help the town.

Look, I reprogrammed
the imager to take a real-time
assessment of the debris field

every 20 minutes.
Look, I may be pissed off,

but I could no more
cause this than
I could prevent it.

(DOOR OPENING)

(TAGGART LAUGHING)

Look, Sheriff!

They're flying!

Oh, congratulations.

My geese, they're going.

They're really going.

Taggart?
Oh, they're turning.

They seem to be
coming this way,
quite rapidly, actually.

CARTER: Move! Move,
through here!

Quick!
Hurry!

Sorry about all this, Taggart.
Try not to take it
too personally.

Well, it's difficult.
They lost their way,
and I gotta wear it!

Taggart, do you think
that the same thing
that's screwing up your birds

could be attracting
the space junk?

They're made from
pure polymer matrix
composites, no metal.

Yeah, but you said
you put some kind of compass
inside the birds, right?

I gotcha.

In your biological avian,
neurons contain an

iron oxide crystal
that aligns with
magnetic north.

It sends directional
info to the brain.

I just designed
an artificial version
for my geese.

Okay, so a big magnet
could knock them off course?

Very possible.

For the last time,
it's a camera.

I remember you.
1986.

I was one of the judges.

Good times.

Yeah, well, that was
quite a crop of
baby geniuses, wasn't it?

Finn, let's check out
the latest crop. Let's go.

MAN ON P.A: Judging for
the science fair will
begin in 30 minutes.

Students, please prepare your
projects for presentation.

ZOE: My experiment.
What happened?

It was Megan and
her little coven,
wasn't it?

They took your flies.

Ever since I got a 94
on my Physics midterm,

those girls have made
my life a living hell.

A 94? That's great.

Yeah, well, norms
aren't supposed to be smart.

"Norms"?

Kids without genius parents.
And I think you've met my dad.

Hey, where I come from,
we respect our parents,

especially
if they carry a gun.

The point is, my flies
have flown. I'm screwed.

You still have your data.

It doesn't matter.
I'm just living up
to my 111 legacy.

I mean, what am I
supposed to do?

Sua sponte.

75th Ranger
Regiment motto.

It means "to act
without warning."

You know, they expect
you to give up.

So, surprise them.

Don't get mad, get even.

Hmm.

SARAH: We're three minutes
from the Tesla School,
Sheriff.

Yeah, I know.
Thanks.

Can't afford a whole car?

Oh, don't get me started.

You okay?

Yeah.

It's just...
Took years of therapy to

get over winning
that science fair,
and I haven't been back since.

Get over it?

Get over what? You won.

You said it was
the high point of
your career.

It was. The high point.

And now I get to go back
and see how far I've fallen?

Can't wait for that.

I'm integrating the existing
processor circuitry fiber-ware

with biomechanics interface
protocol, leading to possible
cybernetic applications.

Your thoughts,
Dr. Stark?

I was actually thinking
of a Bear Bryant quote.

"Potential is what
you ain't got yet."

Claude, do you even want
to be a scientist?

You should quit
wasting everyone's time.
Step up your game.

See what I mean?
Brutal.

Yeah, I thought Stark
just talked like that to me.

I don't even know
what I'm looking for.

So, what's behind the tent?

Dr. Stark,
Principal Wallace,
we present

solar-powered,
ultra-high resolution
gamma pulse tomography.

It's the next phase
in medical imaging.

First, there were
x-rays, then MRIs,
and now, the SGT.

Tina.

(CONTROLLER BEEPS)

The SGT will lead us into
a cancer-free future, with an
entirely green power source.

(MACHINE HUMMING)

Hey, who threw that?

This isn't supposed to happen.

TINA: Make it stop!

Bingo.

I knew those three
were trouble.

Looks like we found
our magnetic field.

Stay back! How do I
shut this thing down?

MEGAN: I don't know how.

Oh!

What is
happening here?

Reno 111
just totally messed up
the future of medicine.

We're gonna have to
take this in for testing.
And you, you and you,

I'm gonna have to
ask you some questions.

Wait, just...
It wasn't their fault.

No one's getting
blamed yet, honey.

No, look, whatever happened,
they didn't do it.

It was me.

MEGAN: Look what you've done!

Easy. What did you do?

I sua sponted them.

You...

She got even.
They sabotaged her experiment,
so she messed with theirs.

Really?

Yeah, I know.
Dumb, right?
Big surprise.

Do you have any idea
what you've done?

I over-cranked the
system when you were
gone for lunch.

It's not like your
wiring was that
hard to re-circuit.

You better not
have touched
the power system.

Enough. We're not done.

If you messed
with this thing at lunch,

then there's no way it could
have pulled the space junk
down on my Jeep this morning.

Thanks for
breaking it, then.

So does that mean
I'm not grounded?

You're more than
grounded. We just have
bigger problems right now.

Finn's boss took a
reading from the G.D.
Radioscope in Haleakala.

He gives us three hours before
the debris field enters
the atmosphere above Eureka.

Most of the small particles
will burn upon entry.

Well, how about
the big ones?
Will make it through

and we have no idea
where they'll hit.

All right, well,
whoever's here
stays here.

The rest are being moved
to underground bunkers,
but I don't even want to think

about what's gonna
happen to the town.

I don't know why it went
all Magneto in there.

Why don't you ask
the dumb blonde
who messed with it?

Watch who you're
calling "dumb."

I've seen this before.

Ten minutes ago
at the science fair?

No, on the roof
of Global, only bigger.

What are you talking about?

Megan, I admire
your audacity.

But the rules prohibit
the use of any technology
from Global.

I didn't steal it.
I invented it.

Jane Harrington
developed an identical
solar beam array

to power our
new security system.

Do you really expect us
to believe that this is
just coincidence?

Jane Harrington?

I take it you know her?

Yeah.

She's my mom.

MAN ON P.A:
Evacuation in progress.

Please continue
down to the bunkers.

(BEEPING)

Hey, Jane,
what you doing?

(SIGHING) Some sort
of bird problem

damaged my system's
power source on the roof.

We're having to scan
everyone manually.

Are you good, or should
we get your daughter
to help you fix it?

Megan?

You stole her design
to help power
your security system.

(SCOFFING) I invented
that power system.

Why would I have to steal it
from a 15-year-old?

Oh, maybe because
you've been
behind schedule.

Now, suddenly,
you're online.

I checked the dates
on your plans
against Megan's project.

We know what happened.

Does Megan know?

Jane, how could
you do that?

You're a parent.

You know the pressure
to do what's best
for your child.

Megan loves it in Eureka.
If I didn't get
this system working,

my funding would be cut.
I'd be out.

I panicked.

I'm so embarrassed.

I'm sorry, but I'll
have to suspend
your clearance

pending review
by the ethics panel.

I just didn't want
to let her down.

Guys, I've got something
you need to see.

FINN: Yeah, it's coming,
all of it.

I thought we had
more time.

This doesn't make
any sense.

I don't care how big
you make my experiment,

the power supply doesn't have
anything to do with magnets.

CARTER: Well, maybe it's
interacting with something?

Oh.

Good "oh"? Bad "oh"?

The EM barrier over Global,

it's an electromagnetic
security umbrella.

You shot my energy beam
through a magneto
static array?

Mom, duh!

The beam turned the shield
into a giant magnet

strong enough to pull
metal down from space.

You've got to
turn off the beam.

Section Four, please.

The beam's been off
since the bird issue.

The debris is already
in the atmosphere.

JANE: I'm afraid
it's too late.

(CRASHING)

JO: Everybody, stay calm.

The safest place in town
is right here.

Well, we got everyone in the
auditorium and the deputy
has yet to use her Taser.

Thank God for small favors.
Is Kevin okay? Is he scared?

He's good. He's safe.

I told him he could be
an honorary judge.

I should be there with him.

You will be soon enough.
Just concentrate on trying
to stop this debris.

(CRASHING)

Nathan?

Still fine.

But I guess I got my answer.

Yeah.

HENRY: The debris is
entering the atmosphere
at a very steep angle.

Can we un-steep it?

Do you understand anything
about particle physics?

No, not really.

Well, how about gravity?

Once my mom's security device
pulled the space junk out
of orbit, gravity takes over.

(EXPLOSION)

Not necessarily...

There's a giant magnet under
this floor, and I figure,
if it can repel these bars,

maybe it can do
the same thing to
the space junk.

That's your idea?

Megan, don't be rude.

You don't get to tell me
what to do, not anymore.

I may have let
the pressure get to me,

I may have made a mistake,
but I'm still your mother

and you don't get to talk
to people that way.

Jack, this field is simply
not powerful enough
to push the debris away.

Oh, I'm not talking about
pushing it away.
I'm talking, more nudging it.

Oh, you mean,
alter the angle
of entry just enough

so that the debris
will burn up in
the atmosphere?

Uh... Sure. Okay.

Dad, that's...
That's almost brilliant.

We'd still need more juice.

Yeah, but Zoe supercharged
Megan's power source
at the science fair.

So, then, we just hook it up
to the giant magnet
under the floor, here.

And then,
there's our juice.

Zoe?

I don't know how to do that.

Sure you do.
You just did it.

I was just screwing around.
You can't possibly expect me
to fix this by myself.

Seriously.

No. I don't.

That's why both
of you are here.

HENRY: The bulk of
the debris field is
only 15 minutes away.

We gotta hurry.

Okay, Zoe, think.
You boosted Megan's power.
What did you do?

I...
She has no idea
what she did.

She's like that one monkey
who just happens
to type Shakespeare.

Okay, well, you know,
even a trained monkey
would know that the peak

output of a PV array
can be increased
dramatically

if the modules are
interconnected in parallel,

not in series,
as was done here.

That could increase
our efficiency 400%.

Good job, sweetie.

Do whatever you want,
if you think she
knows so much.

Megan...
Enough.

Look, this is not about
who knows more
or who's the smartest.

Forget the competition.
Forget the pressure,
it is crap.

Look, you have created
something amazing,

and now you have a chance
to make a difference.

Don't let anything
get in the way of that, or
believe me, you'll regret it.

Okay.

We still need a SatNav
system to orient
the magnetic field accurately.

Now, I could rig something up,
but that'll take time.

You don't have to.
I know where one is.

Is this gonna work?

I hope so,
because the circuitry
is gonna be fried.

The energy sap
is catastrophic.

SARAH: Guess this means
we're not going to the beach.

No, we won't, but it's been
quite an adventure.

Okay.

Okay, SARAH, what do you see?

Processing trajectory data.

Power's holding steady.
Good work, girls.

Not bad, for a norm.

Wow, that's the most
human thing you've ever
said to me.

Don't tell anyone.

Here we go.

The data stream is
too large for my processor.

I'm running low
on available memory.

HENRY: We've only
got 30 seconds

until the debris field
enters the atmosphere.

Still calculating trajectory.

CARTER: Come on, SARAH,
you can do it.
I know you can.

Trajectory found.

CARTER: Henry, what's
going on? Is it working?

Space debris vertical
trajectory has been
adjusted by 32 degrees.

It's working.

Surface metal temperature,
8,000 degrees.

Debris field beginning
to vaporize.

Yes!

Great. Good job.

You, too.

SARAH?

(VOICE SLOWING)
Quite an adventure.
See you at home.

It is said,

an inventor is a person
who makes an ingenious
arrangement of wheels,

levers and springs,
and believes
it's civilization.

One student's invention
may have, indeed,
saved civilization.

Or, at least, Eureka.

Tesla School's science
fair has named this
year's first prize,

and a one-year internship at
Global Dynamics,

Megan Harrington.

You were robbed.

Yeah, an internship?

Please.
Totally dodged that bullet.

It is also said that
the path to civilization
is paved not with individuals,

but with partnerships.

Second place
goes to Zoe Carter.

(GASPING) What?

And her prize is a new car.

A new car?

Hey, Henry.

The debris is burning
up in the atmosphere.

Still pretty, though.

Got any wishes?

One.

Nathan, I know
you blame yourself
for what happened to Kim.

Don't. It wasn't your fault.

Wish I could be
certain of that.

I am.

MEGAN: Dr. Finn?

There she is,
the girl of the hour.

Congratulations.

Thanks. They told me
that I get to choose
what project I want to work on

for the internship.

It's a big move.

Be sure you pick something
you're passionate about.

And good people,
people you can trust.

That's why I was
thinking I might like
to work with you,

if that's okay.

Yeah, it would be an honor.

But, if you steal
any of my ideas,
I will bury you.

I'm kidding.

I'm just kidding.

Saying goodbye?

Time to let them
find their own way
in the world.

That's got to be easier
without a giant magnet
pulling them off course.

At least it wasn't
your fault.

Actually, it was.

I was wondering
why none of the biological
birds around town

had the same
navigational problems.

Turns out,
when I built my babies,

I made the
compasses too sensitive.

Wanted to be sure
they'd never get lost.

At least your heart
was in the right place.

Nah, I should have
trusted them more.

They're gonna get lost,
sure, lose their bearings
for a bit.

That's how they'll learn.

Yeah.

It's a little
bit depressing.

Hi, sweetie.

Hi.

You're not gonna let me
keep the car, are you?

Yeah, you can keep it.

Just wanted to
make sure you
were ready.

I am, really.

I know you are.

Not sure if I am.

Did you see Taggart's geese?

Apparently, dads aren't
very well equipped for this
child-rearing thing.

Oh, I don't know.
You do all right.

Oh, I looked
up 111, and...

Average.

Exactly average.

So I guess I'm not as smart
as I thought I was.

Hey, we're Carters.
We're street-smart.

Who cares, anyway?
Honestly, I wish I had never
even taken the stupid test.

Really?

Yeah.

'Cause I got your
results from Principal
Wallace, tonight.

And I thought you might
want to open them.

But, just...

I love you,
whatever your IQ is.

112!

That's great.
You did... You did
your dad one better!